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May 2006 - Volume 2 - Issue 11
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Publisher’s Note

Too Good to be True

If one possible definition of a naturally born cynic is a person who views a "win-win" situation with some degree of suspicion, I suppose I’m guilty as charged.

Here’s the scenario: Sundays in South Florida, living la dolce vita. Carol, my bride of 35 years, enjoys setting land-speed records with The New York Times crossword and assorted Soduko puzzles—which, by her way of thinking, is not a two-person activity. Or, put more bluntly, she prefers I not bother her … stay out of her hair … scram.

Problem is, when I have free time, I can be like a little kid constantly seeking amusement. And, even worse than a kid, when I don’t have something to occupy my time, well, I guess you might say that’s when I can get a little, uh, annoying. But Carol is an intelligent woman (just one of the many reasons I married her), and she has found the perfect solution to our dilemma: she turns me loose on a PROJECT.

Ah, yes, a Project! Unlike a lot of married men, I appreciate a good project; in fact, I embrace it. Carol’s only ground rules are that I not need her help, permanently devalue our property (one nasty explosion can do that) or spend an unreasonable amount of money on supplies, especially electronic (like Tim "Tool Man" Taylor, my personal favorite.)

A notorious early riser (as in 4 or 5 a.m.), I usually start my Sunday scoping Home Depot or Lowe’s—otherwise known as Toys R Us for big guys—to collect my supplies (some necessary, some just too good to pass up). I feel a little like Johnny Cash, a man’s man; he "walked the line," I "walk the aisles." I think it’s the only time I leave the checkout line by saying, "Thank ya, darlin’. Y’all have a nice day."

My most recent project is to get our hurricane closet organized by installing new shelves to hold our emergency essentials. (Regular readers will remember my favorite Hurricane Wilma purchase: a hand-operated coffee bean grinder, which will have a special place of honor on the new shelves.) Carol can have her time in the sun; I prefer spending my Sunday afternoon in the back closet saying hello to my little friends—Mr. Power Drill and his sidekick, Super-Duper Level.

Maybe it’s just semantics, but I don’t consider working on these projects as a hobby. I really don’t have a hobby; I work, I volunteer and I do projects. Lately I’ve thought about finding a hobby and maybe even encouraging Carol to join me. There was a time when we played tennis, but the only person who might gain from us resuming that sport is our orthopedist. What about golf? When we moved south in the early ‘70s, we took a few lessons, but Carol got so bored she started reading a paperback between holes or when my lefty shank sent the ball a few yards off the fairway and I went looking for it. Our son Drew is a fair golfer, but he shudders at the mere thought of joining me for a round.

Maybe I’ll hold off on a hobby for a while longer. I have a great life already. (Just ask Carol—she’ll be glad to tell me- uh, I mean you, how happy I am!)

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Seriously, though, this is a big month for all of us at South Florida Hospital News. Not only will we celebrate Mother’s Day, but we also observe Salute to Nurses Week. Where would we be without nurses, the unsung heroes of health care? Whether we depend upon them in our professional lives or, quite literally, place our lives in their hands when we fall ill, nurses are truly the cement in the healthcare puzzle. Can any of us imagine a hospital, doctor’s office, or healthcare facility without nurses? So forgive me if I fall back on an often-used quote of unknown origin, "Nurses are angels in comfortable shoes."

Charles Felix, Publisher
You can reach Charles Felix at sflahospitalnews@aol.com.

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